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2:02 a.m., 2005-01-26
even if we had played that show this weekend it would have been cancelled from the three feet of snow that fell. my shoveling fetish was in full swing.so the dude from the club emailed all apologetic about not emailing me back about the show and asked us to play a 9:30 slot for some "nationally touring band" or whatever. i've never heard of the fuckers, but apparently "they rock" or some such shit, but i don't know if i can believe the douchebag who called me to ask if we would play a show at his divey club and then never call back when i call to confirm it.
bad business practices?
what i need is for some band that is respectable and classy to come in and whisk us off of our collective feet and hook us up as an opening act for a little tiny tour. at this point i'll take 5 shows in the mother fucking northeast. anything to get us out of practicing week after week for naught.
also, why are we not recording in a real studio? what the fuck is the story with that? we have the money and we have like 30 songs to choose from...
fuck it.
i quit.
i just found out that i have $700.00 more in the bank than i thought. and i was about to put another $600.00 in.
when you get paid in cash it is so easy to just keep like a thousand dollars in your pocket and not worry about paying for stuff when you are not working on the weekends or something and spend a few hundred dollars on basically nothing. so i stopped doing that and just kept putting all the cash into the bank and keeping like a hundred dollars out every week. somehow i lost track of a deposit or two i think.
so now i am filthy rich.
i will buy a delorean.
no one even reads this shit anymore.
